Expounding on the virtues of the new site I just found. Longtime readers will already know what I'm talking about, however, for the two or three of you that are here for the first time, I'm addicted to coffee. Why? That's not important. What is, however, is the need to drink it.
I found this site that allows you to buy me a cup of coffee. You can even choose how many! What a deal!!! Most of you know that I drink a pot a day to simply stay awake during those lonely nights (or are they mornings?) typing away at this beast making things look like screenplays of movies that most of you will never see.
Yes, that's what I do for a living. I write, and no one reads. Somehow, I get paid to do that. Great work if you can get it. I have it. Now I have to keep it, which is why I drink coffee. Most of you may have even heard or seen the zombie coffee chant™.
Right now, I don't know if you can make a recurring donation to this ministry via this new site I just discovered, however, what I do know is this: It allows you to keep me from going to that place that started in Seattle and has spread worldwide. My definition of hell has been covered elsewhere, therefore I won't repeat it here, although it has to do with one of these places that shall not be named being on every corner....
Have I hit my artificial word count yet?
That's my story. Hope you enjoyed it. Soon to be a major motion picture™.
Saturday, May 13, 2017
Friday, April 28, 2017
#NoApologiesNecessary
Don't tell me you're sorry. Do what I asked you to do. I know life is easier when you don't do things for others, however, how do you think they feel?
This is not directed at any one particular person. I've had a lot of people lately tell me, "I'm sorry." Hey, that's great. Disappoint me further. I can take it. Sure I can. I've experienced disappointment in the past, so it becomes easier as life goes on.
According to this article our future defines our past. Without boring you with the details or the math, according to some that have degrees in this sort of thing, what you do now forms what you've done previously. Therefore, past performance does NOT indicate a future result as we've previously learned or been taught. It's actually the reverse.
This may go to the whole cause/effect vs. choices relationship that I've spoken about in the past. It may not. I don't truly know if you've heard that speech. It may have been a lecture or a humorous anecdote. I say this as I don't know where you've heard me speak. I may have been on a panel at Comic Con. I may still be on one in the future. Which Comic Con? Well, that's for you to decide.
I do know I'll be onstage at WhedonCon 2017 in a few weeks. Maybe you'll see me there at the costume contest. I'm going to turn it into a masquerade after I figure out what the difference between the two is. Hope to see you there!!!
What else is going on? Everything is connected. We learn this from Dirk Gently, or Douglas Adams. He always like the way the sounds deadlines made as they went whooshing by....
There might be an animation of that out there. If not, I invite you to create it and post a link here in the comments.
To close, this is the official launch of the #NoApologiesNecessary tour. If you see that tag in The Twitterverse, or on book of the face, an RT or a share will be much appreciated. Who knows? Maybe we can make the tag go viral, and then people will start keeping their promises.
Stranger things have happened.
72 and sunny in Redondo Beach.™
That's my story. Hope you enjoyed it. Soon to be a major motion picture.
This is not directed at any one particular person. I've had a lot of people lately tell me, "I'm sorry." Hey, that's great. Disappoint me further. I can take it. Sure I can. I've experienced disappointment in the past, so it becomes easier as life goes on.
According to this article our future defines our past. Without boring you with the details or the math, according to some that have degrees in this sort of thing, what you do now forms what you've done previously. Therefore, past performance does NOT indicate a future result as we've previously learned or been taught. It's actually the reverse.
This may go to the whole cause/effect vs. choices relationship that I've spoken about in the past. It may not. I don't truly know if you've heard that speech. It may have been a lecture or a humorous anecdote. I say this as I don't know where you've heard me speak. I may have been on a panel at Comic Con. I may still be on one in the future. Which Comic Con? Well, that's for you to decide.
I do know I'll be onstage at WhedonCon 2017 in a few weeks. Maybe you'll see me there at the costume contest. I'm going to turn it into a masquerade after I figure out what the difference between the two is. Hope to see you there!!!
What else is going on? Everything is connected. We learn this from Dirk Gently, or Douglas Adams. He always like the way the sounds deadlines made as they went whooshing by....
There might be an animation of that out there. If not, I invite you to create it and post a link here in the comments.
To close, this is the official launch of the #NoApologiesNecessary tour. If you see that tag in The Twitterverse, or on book of the face, an RT or a share will be much appreciated. Who knows? Maybe we can make the tag go viral, and then people will start keeping their promises.
Stranger things have happened.
72 and sunny in Redondo Beach.™
That's my story. Hope you enjoyed it. Soon to be a major motion picture.
Thursday, January 19, 2017
35 Years Ago Today
January 19th, 1982 started out as a cold day in LA like any other. It was below 70 degrees. In the morning I was getting ready to attend classes at 'SC. As a commuter student living in North Hollywood, I was prepping for the hour's drive. This raises the question, "Why do they call it rush hour traffic, when nobody moves?"
I was about to go out the door when I heard my father call for me. As a lifetime asthmatic myself, I didn't hesitate to bring him the over the counter pills to promote free breathing he asked me for. I stayed with him for a few minutes discussing various things that were only pertinent to me at the time, and looking back, he was feigning interest. He was stretched out on the bed, and he sounded fine, so I said, "I'm going to be late for school," and I left, closing the bedroom door behind me.
That was the last time I saw my father alive.
Tuesday classes as a senior in the Computer Science department minoring in Russian Studies were mostly easy to understand. I did do something slightly insane that year as I thought it was a good idea to take two classes whose time overlapped that were literally on opposite ends of the campus. I did survive this ordeal, however.
Tuesday nights I attended Campus Crusade for Christ meetings normally, however, for some reason, I decided to drive home that day, fully intending to drive back that night, as I had computer work to do, and back then we had dumb terminals connected to a large mainframe and connecting to the 'net from home was one of the things we were creating as well.
When I got home my usual space in front of the house wasn't available, as there were a few fire trucks and an ambulance. I drove an Audi 100LS back then and shared it with dad, as mom didn't drive. I'll tell the story of the car purchase another day. I didn't think anything was wrong as there was an old folks home across the street, and this was not a regular occurrence, or even frequent, however it did indeed happen every once in awhile. I didn't realize they were there for my father even as I walked up to the house and went in.
I was greeted with my mother freaking out and attempting to relay dad's medical history to the paramedics, and I collapsed in a chair. I composed myself, and got up and went outside figuring I'd be in the way, and everything would be okay. It wasn't.
I leaned against the Chinese elm outside and prayed.
I went back inside and he was gone.
I was about to go out the door when I heard my father call for me. As a lifetime asthmatic myself, I didn't hesitate to bring him the over the counter pills to promote free breathing he asked me for. I stayed with him for a few minutes discussing various things that were only pertinent to me at the time, and looking back, he was feigning interest. He was stretched out on the bed, and he sounded fine, so I said, "I'm going to be late for school," and I left, closing the bedroom door behind me.
That was the last time I saw my father alive.
Tuesday classes as a senior in the Computer Science department minoring in Russian Studies were mostly easy to understand. I did do something slightly insane that year as I thought it was a good idea to take two classes whose time overlapped that were literally on opposite ends of the campus. I did survive this ordeal, however.
Tuesday nights I attended Campus Crusade for Christ meetings normally, however, for some reason, I decided to drive home that day, fully intending to drive back that night, as I had computer work to do, and back then we had dumb terminals connected to a large mainframe and connecting to the 'net from home was one of the things we were creating as well.
When I got home my usual space in front of the house wasn't available, as there were a few fire trucks and an ambulance. I drove an Audi 100LS back then and shared it with dad, as mom didn't drive. I'll tell the story of the car purchase another day. I didn't think anything was wrong as there was an old folks home across the street, and this was not a regular occurrence, or even frequent, however it did indeed happen every once in awhile. I didn't realize they were there for my father even as I walked up to the house and went in.
I was greeted with my mother freaking out and attempting to relay dad's medical history to the paramedics, and I collapsed in a chair. I composed myself, and got up and went outside figuring I'd be in the way, and everything would be okay. It wasn't.
I leaned against the Chinese elm outside and prayed.
I went back inside and he was gone.
Monday, January 16, 2017
Coolness Achieved!
I'd like to thank those that have already contributed, and I would ask for your continued support. Having taken a hiatus from all things 168, I have come to several conclusions which I may enumerate the next time you see me face to face.
I'm again participating this season. I have an Executive Producer signed up to raise money to cover the minimal expenses which boil downto, food during production week, and covering the entry fee itself.
There are new categories since last I played on this particular field. "What? Mike did a sports analogy?? Preposterous!!!" Most of you may be thinking exactly that at this point, but that's not important. As a 168 alum, there is the ability to make a non-speed film. There's also never truly been a rule against having more than one team, as I demonstrated adequately in 2012.
New for this year I think, is the ability to create a warmup film of 168 seconds, with twelve seconds for credits making a total of 3 minutes. I'm going to start that almost right away. I'll get a verse with the theme The Love of The Father. What's that mean to you?
To continue this particular missive while at the same time burying the lead would be superfluous. I was at a convention recently wherein I was told that magneticity wasn't a word. Shakespeare created 537 words in his lifetime so I'm pretty sure I can have two or three of my own.
That was a really weird transition, right?
I was going to say something about multisyllabic words being all the rage these days, however some wordsmiths out there use them to sound smarter than they actually are. Also, I've already given you two calls to action, and an implied third, so let me know what you think in the comments below, and I'm pretty sure that's a fourth.
That's my story. Hope you enjoyed it. Soon to be a major motion picture™.
I'm again participating this season. I have an Executive Producer signed up to raise money to cover the minimal expenses which boil downto, food during production week, and covering the entry fee itself.
There are new categories since last I played on this particular field. "What? Mike did a sports analogy?? Preposterous!!!" Most of you may be thinking exactly that at this point, but that's not important. As a 168 alum, there is the ability to make a non-speed film. There's also never truly been a rule against having more than one team, as I demonstrated adequately in 2012.
New for this year I think, is the ability to create a warmup film of 168 seconds, with twelve seconds for credits making a total of 3 minutes. I'm going to start that almost right away. I'll get a verse with the theme The Love of The Father. What's that mean to you?
To continue this particular missive while at the same time burying the lead would be superfluous. I was at a convention recently wherein I was told that magneticity wasn't a word. Shakespeare created 537 words in his lifetime so I'm pretty sure I can have two or three of my own.
That was a really weird transition, right?
I was going to say something about multisyllabic words being all the rage these days, however some wordsmiths out there use them to sound smarter than they actually are. Also, I've already given you two calls to action, and an implied third, so let me know what you think in the comments below, and I'm pretty sure that's a fourth.
That's my story. Hope you enjoyed it. Soon to be a major motion picture™.
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